Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

It's just that when he and Ginny who was sitting across from each other met their gazes, the words Hermione had said before came out silently, making him feel a little embarrassed.Ginny didn’t seem to notice. She talked loudly to Bill about his wonderful adventures when he was looking for treasures for Gringotts. When he was almost fascinated by the swamp banshee, she exclaimed in exaggeration. .

"Then how did you escape in the end?" She was not scared at all, and even looked a little excited.

"The banshee forgot to tie me up, but took away the wand. When she sharpened the knife, I took out the onion I bought in the market before—the very spicy one, and rubbed the squeezed juice on her On the eyes." Bill said with a smile. He had just swallowed the ham pie and scooped up a tablespoon of boiled potatoes.

"Then you will take back your wand and use a spell to knock her down!" Ginny said excitedly, she seemed to like these hero stories very much.But Bill shrugged, "No, your brother, I just took a magic wand and drove her back and ran away." Ginny dragged her voice to express that she could not accept the boring ending, and bowed her head disappointedly and started eating again. What's on her plate.

After the meal, they chatted for a long time in the yard, until Mrs. Weasley told them that it was very late, and everyone reluctantly got up from behind the table and dragged their slow pace back to the room to sleep.

Chapter Fourteen Girls Night Talk (Part 1)

"You're looking at the letter again." Hermione's heart beat abruptly, but she didn't reveal any extra emotions enough to make the other person think about it, only the wrinkles that the hand holding the envelope made on the smooth surface of the letter. It can be seen that she was frightened.Ginny held the oil lamp with the burning wick on the table, and when she turned around, the letter had disappeared from Hermione's hand.

"Is that the one you wrote a few days ago? If you don’t have a person to deliver the letter, you can use Ron’s Zhu Weiqiong, that is the owl that Sirius gave him, right? Although I don’t know why this gentleman I want to give Ron a little owl, just because he lost his streaky. But Ron's taste is so bad that he actually called it Little Pig. What's wrong with the name Zhu Weiqiong!" Ginny complained, and Hermione told her Smiled.What she didn't know was that Ron's previous pet, Zebra, was a private Animagus named Peter Pettigrew.This secret has not been reported. Even though Mr. Weasley might know it, Ginny could not.

"Um... it's okay, Ginny. I just want to write something, and there is nothing to do after I finish the homework." She wanted to cover this matter easily, but Ginny's eyes were very good, "But This is not the earlier letter. The style of their envelopes is different. After a while, you hide and write something mysteriously by yourself. How could this not be for someone else?"

She was talking, with a clear smile on her face, then she came to her and patted Hermione's shoulder jokingly, and she leaned over in her ear and said, "Could it be that the person you are writing to is that, that? "Even under the dim candlelight, Hermione could clearly see that she drew a symbol of love in the void, "Which boy do you like? Is it from our college? Or from another college? "She looked at Hermione jokingly but kindly, with the shining light in her eyes that often appears when girls talk about gossip. For a moment, Hermione thought the person standing in front of her was Lavender." Our know-it-all lady is in love, eh?"

She heard Ginny say this, even if she knew that she was only unaware that she would say such a natural thing to ask her such a question so easily, but a cold breath still rose in her heart, engulfing her The chill is enough to sting people's internal organs.Uncertainty, dissatisfaction, sadness and resistance have never known which corner came out again, this foreign body that will affect her emotions every few times, no matter how Hermione tried to drive it away, they all failed without exception.

"I didn't, I just..." she murmured. Just as Ginny thought her attitude looked a little strange, Hermione turned her head to look at her, her face was natural, she couldn't see anything wrong at all, "It's actually me. I had a quarrel with my friend. I wanted to apologize to her, but I don’t know how to say it. I wanted to write a letter, so I naturally opened up the topic with her, but after I finished writing, I realized that I didn’t dare to send the letter. I only had one side. I was uneasy and wrote one down, at least that would give me some comfort."

"Really, that person must be very important to you, that's why you care so much." Ginny accepted her words completely without any suspicion. "It's great. I stayed at Hogwarts quickly. Two years, I haven't become a close friend with anyone..." She wanted to say something, but she heard clear footsteps outside the door, "Oh, mom is here for rounds!" she exclaimed. Hurrying to turn off the lights, the two girls hurriedly got into the quilt, breathing lightly.

When they close their eyes, their hearing becomes more acute.Mrs. Weasley could be heard quietly opening the door of the room a small gap, in order to prevent light from outside the room from coming in.Then a short while later, the wooden door squeaked slightly, and then closed.The creaking sound of Mrs. Weasley stepping on the wooden floor faded away, as if going upstairs.

"She obviously didn't check the ward before! It must be because Harry just arrived. She thinks we're going to be late." Ginny stuck her head out of the quilt. "I don't think I need to light up the lights. Let's talk. . Or Hermione, you want to sleep now?"

Hermione shook her head first, but remembering that Ginny could not see clearly, she gave a soft "um"."I heard Ron say that the friend you quarreled with was Zoe Siegel? He used to complain about your friendship with her occasionally. He didn't like her very much and thought she must have a problem. Ginny shrugged, "But Ron is too gullible. Sometimes giant monsters are wiser than him."

"He's your brother." But Hermione was still amused. She remembered that Zoe had similar complaints. She felt that these two people were probably born with a conflict of personalities, but she was happy for a while, and she just brought the memories of warmth slowly. When she cooled down, she couldn't erase from her heart the sadness and anger that Zoe had during the conversation with her in the infirmary before the holiday. Even if she did not deliberately remember, the memory would gush out from the depths from time to time, and the tide would generally rise. Retreat.

Even if she deliberately didn't think about it or watch it during this period of time, she moved her eyes away, and even had to control her thoughts, but the loss accumulated bit by bit. When she sat in the garden watching Crookshank persistently chasing goblins, the yard was full Running wild, she would be in a daze, biting her lip and thinking but jumping out of the goblin rebellion.She wished that Zoe was still sitting next to her and immersed in homework when she looked sideways.

Perhaps what she doesn’t even know is that she always frowns unconsciously when she writes homework, and she likes to do some meaningless small movements when thinking, such as turning the quill pen, every time she finishes turning it. A quill won’t let out water for a few minutes, or spit out a lot of ink from the tip of the pen. At this time, Zoe will look at her blurred homework in a panic, and then use a spell to carefully remove the ink. .

Zoe is very focused when doing things, generally she ignores all the surrounding factors.But I don’t know when, as long as Hermione diverts her attention, she will meet her in a minute, and then the person’s eyes will flicker, not directly meeting her eyes, gently. Ask her what's wrong.

Sometimes Hermione feels that Zoe is too good-tempered. She can almost tolerate everything about her, whether or not she is unreasonably angry with Zoe, especially last year when she lacked sleep and was very tired. Every day’s nerves must be tightened. Although trying to restrain the innocent people, when she faces Zoe, she is very easy to lose her mentality. When she looks at the calm sea, she always Subconsciously feel that he can be tolerated, but in fact Zoe also tolerated her.

But if Zoe Siegel is a gentle and considerate person by nature, it is probably wrong.Even if she passes by her classmates who are in class together, and people say hello to her, of course she will not ignore others, but it is just to say hello. It is just to be polite, and there will never be further communication between the two sides, even if She sees that the person who greets her wants to talk about some topics, she will also choke off the conversation in a few sentences, or just find an excuse that people can't see the loopholes, unilaterally reject the communication she thinks is unnecessary , I would never say to move my personal time for those ordinary students.But even if Hermione didn't make an appointment with her, she was willing to offer suggestions to act together.

Hermione vaguely realized that Zoe’s attitude towards her was different from that of other people. She was special. Such an interpretation might be the culprit that made her float. She had never thought about being a special person. The friendship of a boy is precious, but there are still many things blocking them.Perhaps it was the fact that she had never had a close friend of the same sex in the past, coupled with her exclusive desire and desire for this emotion, that made her heart confused and became unclear...

Not to mention that Zoe's mood is more pure and persistent than hers.In the infirmary, Hermione even had an illusion. When she looked at Zoe blankly, she found that the sea was boiling.It's like someone lit a fire below. At that time, Zoe's eye circles were not even red. He just looked at her stubbornly, but Hermione felt her throat caught by an invisible hand, and she couldn't even breathe. It went smoothly, the pain called guilt was about to crush her, but she didn't want to be weaker in front of her, she had to show thorough determination.

"Just take it as it is, she is the highest level of ecstasy." She chewed on what Professor Barbara said to her at the time, trying to use it to prove the correctness of her thinking.Of course she knows what an ecstasy is. It is the highest-level potion that can charm the mind, forcibly distort and change people’s thoughts and likes and dislikes. People who take the ecstasy will fall in love with the potion maker madly and without self. The person you want that person to fall in love with.Even the mortal enemy of the blood sea can be twisted into love without any preparation.

It’s just that the side effects haven’t completely disappeared. It’s not Zoe Siegel’s own decision. Hermione has to think so. This is indeed what she is worried about. She has seen what the bewildered Zoe showed. This kind of irrational behavior, even if Professor Barbara told her that there is no need to worry, she will completely solve it.There was more than one impact like that. Who can be sure that those things have been completely eliminated?

But a voice in his heart said mockingly: Stop being funny, Hermione Granger.Did the tenderness you feel only appeared after that?Those subtle but shocking expressions and actions, can it be summarized simply by the fascination effect?What do the attitudes that have not changed before and after that have anything to do with the things you think you think?

Chapter Fifteen Girls Night Talk (Part 2)

Don't deceive yourself, you are just afraid.That disgusting voice kept reverberating in her mind, always wandering on the edge of her rationality and emotion, tentatively trying to unveil the curtain she didn't want to look directly at.You know, it has changed before that, long before you contacted Professor Barbara.Why resist?You obviously...

"I didn't!" Her sudden vocal behavior in the silent room frightened Ginny. She thought that Hermione was resting, and was about to close her eyes to sleep, but she was in a daze. Min yelled, and his sleepiness disappeared."H, Hermione?" She opened her eyes. Even though she couldn't see clearly in the dark, she still felt the people around her tremble suddenly, and her breathing became heavy. "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Nightmare? No, Ginny. I'm just thinking about something, I'm sorry to disturb you, I won't make that kind of..." Hermione vaguely said, before she finished speaking, she heard a rustle from her side. There was a rustling sound, and then the bed board made a loud noise, Ginny's movements suddenly stopped, and it took a long time for her to post it again.

"It scared me to death. I thought it would be heard outside the room to wake others up." Hermione could feel Ginny and her close, but she didn't know what the other party wanted to do, "Ginny? What's the matter?" Ginny stretched out her arms in the dark, it was a very light hug, and then the girl began to hum a very gentle tune, it was a long, ethereal tune, as if you were walking in a deep valley Inside, looked up at the cloudless sky.

It's just a small tune. Ginny hums not very nicely, but Hermione still feels relaxed. The mess is driven away from her head for the first time, and she listens to Ginny hum in silence. Stopped three times."How are you feeling now?"

"It's incredible, is this a kind of mysterious witchcraft?" Hermione asked in surprise, "Um...I don't know, but when I was a kid, my mother took care of me like this when I was crying and anxious. I think This works best when you’re unstable." She smiled and said, "It looks really good now, at least you are not shrunk into a ball now."

"You're talking nonsense, I didn't shrink into a ball." Hermione laughed out loud, feeling that it was a long time since such a lightheartedness. "Thank you, Ginny, you are such a good girl. As a thank you, you want to follow me Complain about Harry?" She half-jokingly said, "He is so stupid today, he doesn't see what you really want."

"It's not surprising." Ginny's voice lowered. "There is no me in his eyes. Even if I always dangle in front of him, he will probably only treat me as the sister of his good friend. I may be It's a bit unremarkable." Even if she couldn't see the expression on Ginny's face, Hermione could feel her annoyance and distress.

When her mind moved, she blurted out unconsciously: "Why do you like Harry, Ginny?" Ginny was silent for a moment, "It scared me, I thought Hermione you are not interested in this topic. Type." Hermione coughed dryly, and said uncomfortably, "I'm not uninterested, but no one talks to me. The timing was wrong..."

"Of course if you feel offensive..." "It's nothing, I really want to find someone to listen to me, even if I sometimes think that I only need someone to like it silently, he doesn't know it, but it's not a matter of heart. Controlling...but you can't laugh at me, Hermione." She said embarrassedly, "I had a good impression of him at first, only because he was the famous Harry Potter."

"'It's just'? How is this possible!" Hermione lowered her voice, "I mean, how do you have a good impression of someone who doesn't even have a relationship?" Ginny said, "Uh, you may not know us. In the case of the side, I grew up listening to Harry Potter stories. Harry used to be a legend among the population. He drove away mysterious people and won precious peace for us. No one hates legends. Right?"

She was worried that failing to explain the situation would make Hermione think she was just a casual person, but Hermione was silent for a while and sighed: "I think I can figure it out if I grew up hearing big heroic characters appear In front of me, I think I will look forward to him too." She thought of Zoe again. Her bad reputation was also just the effect of public opinion.

"Yeah, at first it was just a longing, mom and dad, and my brothers, Ron too, always telling me about Harry, they all liked him and said he was a good boy. But to me In other words, the legend that only exists in the story suddenly became three-dimensional, even beside me. He came to my house the year before, although I was shy, but more curious, because of how often he was mentioned in our house Very tall, my mother is willing to knit a sweater for him every year..."

"I think he's cool." Ginny's reason made Hermione's eyes widened. She didn't expect the reason to be this: "To be honest, I think you might have misunderstood Harry..." "No, I'm not that. Meaning." Ginny hurriedly said, "It's just that he is different from the people around him. Do you remember the things we talked about about Professor Lupin before?"

"I still remember. Those portraits were literally shouting about that to the whole world." Hermione said irritably, "but the point is that you told me that Harry was hunted down by a werewolf because he wanted to Werewolves lead away from you. This is very brave. Most people don't even want to do it like this. They are doing their best just to stay sensible in front of werewolves."

"But that would be stupid, Ginny." Hermione reminded her. "He was betting on his life. Although I was saved because of this, what should I do if something happens to him?" Ginny retorted: "It was indeed an unconsidered and unconscionable decision, but it was to protect his friends. What he chose was not a dead end. Even if the danger was all around, he never gave up."

"Is that all your reason?" Hermione asked in surprise, and Ginny's answer was particularly natural: "All? Of course not. I like his confidence and concentration when playing Quidditch, when Harry was like light. Dazzling, this is what I think is the coolest place."

"It sounds like you are completely fascinated by him." Hermione laughed at her, and Ginny said shyly: "At least this is my precious first love. Even if I don't know how long this mood can last, maybe one or two years, maybe ten. A few years, maybe a lifetime, but now I can be sure I really like Harry."

"It's great, I really envy you." Ginny was strange: "Why do you want to envy me?" Hermione sighed, "Isn't it great to be able to confirm my mood so simply? I haven't had it until now. Clearly understand my feelings. I clearly feel that it is wrong, but I can’t make up my mind to give up. But if I accept it like this, I feel that I will regret it in the end. If in the end, as I thought, the parting will finally come. You should not fantasize about these wrong things from the beginning."

"Wait, Hermione!" Ginny screamed with excitement like a shark smelling blood. "You really have someone you like!" "I don't have any..." Hermione whispered to Ginny's. In my ears, I just wanted to clarify: "Who is it? Is it from our hospital?"

She probably realized that Ginny would never give up if she didn’t reveal some news. Hermione thought for a while. She had been holding back for so long, and she really wanted someone to listen to her, so she began to carefully say: "It’s not from our hospital. . I can’t tell the specifics, I have rejected that person.”

"You refused!" Ginny exclaimed, "Don't you like that person? Then why are you hesitant?"

"It's not... it's just that I realized something," Hermione nervously exposed her sincerity to Ginny, even if she knew that Ginny would never know the truth. "I don't seem to be indifferent. I’m worried, afraid, and evasive, but I just don’t want to lose... it sounds selfish, right, obviously I ran away first, but I don’t want the other person to leave." Ginny blinked, she thought it was. It’s just another story with a ruthless water flow, but I didn’t expect Hermione’s mood to be so complicated. Then there are traces of the abnormalities she would show from time to time during this period

"Then since you like it too, wouldn't it be okay for two people to be together?"

"No, only this is not possible. We were wrong from the beginning. How could there be—" Hermione swallowed the sentence back into her stomach, "and that person is probably only due to sequelae such as charm. Good to me, I can’t ignore all of this, so I’d rather hurt the other person and leave.” Hermione said with a headache, “but in return I feel uneasy, let alone keep my distance, but care more. My mind is filled with every moment."

"It sounds complicated. I may not be able to give any useful advice." Ginny said apologetically, "It's okay, just listen to me like this, it's the greatest comfort to me." Hermione felt blocked all the time. The sludge finally broke through a small hole, and the accumulated amount slowly drained away.

"Actually, there is a good way to test how you feel about that person." Ginny said suddenly, "I heard Bill say that when he was dating his former girlfriend, he saw his heart clearly. But I don’t know if it’s useful."

"'Imagine that person is going to alienate you and leave you forever, and confirm whether you will be in pain or sadness. This is the first step.'" Ginny recalled the trick Bill told her, "'But this is not the end. . After confirming that you are really uncomfortable, ask yourself a question: How much are you willing to give to avoid this ending? You must answer your own heart honestly, and don’t make your own decisions in a moment.” Ginny said, “This Bill told me."

But Hermione didn't reply any more.Ginny waited for a while, but Hermione didn't make a sound. Was it asleep?In fact, Ginny couldn't hold it anymore, her eyelids couldn't help fighting. She yawned softly, and soon fell asleep, making a slight snoring sound. Only the snoring sound rang from beginning to end.

Chapter 16 Quidditch World Cup

After spending a pleasant few days at Weasley’s house, it was the day when the World Cup final was held.Last night everyone was excited to talk about various topics related to the World Cup. Even though Mrs. Weasley told them to get up early tomorrow, almost no one took it as the same thing. Until the next morning, when the sky was still dark, Wesley Mrs. Lay woke them up one by one, and then drove everyone with sleepy eyes out of the room.

"You have to prepare quickly. The route we have prepared is time-limited. We'd better take advantage of the night when it is dark and the Muggles will not be walking around." Mr. Weasley said in the dim darkness. They searched for the person who found him for a long time. It took Harry a lot of work to see Mr. Weasley’s Muggle dress, like a golf boy, except that the pair of jeans was opposed to the thin Mr. Weasley. It's too fat.